Saturn (
cultfavorite) wrote2023-02-05 11:46 am
PALACE GAME: Round 3
You open your eyes—
You're standing in the vast lobby of a corporate building, facing the reception desk, where a Team Galactic Grunt is stationed—she's currently on the phone, though, and occupied. A few other grunts move through the lobby, looking as if they're on their way to their next assignment. All of them look identical. And if you watch their paths for a while, none of them actually end up leaving the room.
The walls are a bright, metallic, sterile blue with white, and the floor is made up of gleaming silver metal tiles emblazoned here and there with a gold logo. The reception desk is slightly to your right, and to the left of that there are three doors in the far wall in front of you.
To the right of the reception desk, there's a little area with a vending machine, a large ottoman to sit on, a potted plant, and . . . a dotaku? With a face? It's sitting resting on the floor next to the vending machine, and it's staring right at you with those red eyes.
Directly to your right, closer to the front door, there is a glowing green circle on the floor with a sign on the wall next to it.
What will you d—
Wait. Your phone is buzzing. Whether or not you had it with you back in the prison, you do now, whether in your pocket, in your hand, whatever. It's on your person, and it's vibrating demandingly for attention. If you choose to ignore it, a mechanical voice emanating from it begins literally saying the word buzz! buzzzzzz! buuuzzzzzz! in an increasingly irritated tone.
Check your phone?
You're standing in the vast lobby of a corporate building, facing the reception desk, where a Team Galactic Grunt is stationed—she's currently on the phone, though, and occupied. A few other grunts move through the lobby, looking as if they're on their way to their next assignment. All of them look identical. And if you watch their paths for a while, none of them actually end up leaving the room.
The walls are a bright, metallic, sterile blue with white, and the floor is made up of gleaming silver metal tiles emblazoned here and there with a gold logo. The reception desk is slightly to your right, and to the left of that there are three doors in the far wall in front of you.
To the right of the reception desk, there's a little area with a vending machine, a large ottoman to sit on, a potted plant, and . . . a dotaku? With a face? It's sitting resting on the floor next to the vending machine, and it's staring right at you with those red eyes.
Directly to your right, closer to the front door, there is a glowing green circle on the floor with a sign on the wall next to it.
What will you d—
Wait. Your phone is buzzing. Whether or not you had it with you back in the prison, you do now, whether in your pocket, in your hand, whatever. It's on your person, and it's vibrating demandingly for attention. If you choose to ignore it, a mechanical voice emanating from it begins literally saying the word buzz! buzzzzzz! buuuzzzzzz! in an increasingly irritated tone.
Check your phone?

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What do you think Bronzong? You like this kind of thing, or are you more interested in cheering me on?
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The usher gathers up the rental Pokemon and leaves you two alone to get ready. Bronzong starts by floating over to the clothing racks:
Thankfully, all of the clothing is somehow in your size, whether you're Moon or Ritsuka or anyone in between. It sure is handy how mindscapes work.
There's a wide variety of outfits to choose from, and you can mix and match pieces as you like; feel free to find just about anything here the mind can imagine. But there are some common themes to the selection. Each clothing piece tends to fall into one of five loose categories:
Category 1: Tough-guy type clothes and accessories like leather pants, studded jackets, bandanas, boots, and aggressive jewelry;
Category 2: Frilly and adorable wear, in pretty pastel colors, featuring ruffles and lace and ribbons;
Category 3: Suave, slick, professional outfits like tweed jackets and silk button-downs, expensive sunglasses and hats, leather shoes, and so on;
Category 4: Casual but snappy techbro-type gear, blazers and vintage sneakers and t-shirts and tech accessories;
Category 5: Elegant formal clothing, evening gowns and tuxedos and sparkling gemstones with designer shoes.
You can make any outfit your heart desires. Feel free to spend a ton of time on this so that I, the GM, can enjoy what you come up with and also go get some water between replies. Just make sure to note in your reply what category your character is aiming for, or whether it's a mix 'n' mess, or if they're choosing not to change at all. I'm not the boss of them! (If they don't, just describe what they're already wearing.)
That said, since you have +1 Bronzong Buddy with you, it is steering Selena towards Category 4.
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[can i get a blazer on bronzong can we match]
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Rotoron laughs from your phone:
Does that look like a Cute Pokemon to you? Can you imagine a bow on that thing? Geheh!
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[can i check Bronzong's moves on the pokedex]
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Bronzong
Bronze Bell Pokemon
Type: Steel/Psychic
Moves: ████████ ████ ██████ ██████████████ ██ ██████
Huh.
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Why are you censored.
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Rotoron buzzes:
Oh, that thing? It doesn't belong here! That bell's not supposed to be part of this whole setup. It's probably cheating its moveset . . . bah. If only we were all so lucky! I hate Psychic types!
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I'm not about to complain about the cheaters being on our side. An element of surprise can work in our favour, but it makes choreographing more difficult.
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How do I look? Snazzy? Heheh! Just for thinking of this old man, I'll tell you exactly what you're aiming for here. This is the Clever look. That's a good choice for a Psychic type. You'll be appealing to the last judge. That's the lad with the glasses I don't recognize. He's an odd one.
Oh no. It's Fran.
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"Hey there! Two minutes. You guys ready to go on?"
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You ready?
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Leave me out of this! Weeeell, maybe if you come up with something flashy to order me to do, I'll do my best to oblige.
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[going to get the door]
We're ready.
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You step out onto the stage. The stage floor is a soft perky yellow, and the curtains are a baby pink; the seats in the theater are a friendly blue, and also full of friendly people. There's a decent crowd in this auditorium today, and luckily, they seem easy to please.
At least, most of them do. The crowd itself is a group of families, couples on dates or with their children or grandparents out with their grandchildren to spend some time together, and they all look eager to see the show. But at the front is a panel of five judges sitting at a long table, each holding a tablet and looking up at you with an opaque expression.
This is where you would have gotten the description of them you already got. Pretend they're doing those things now.